MaKhumalo Wami

Chapter 39!

Remoratile

Shit hit the fan for real.
"Around 3am she walked in my room and she was crying I then comforted her, she said she needed time to herself and when she is ready she will come back . She took her bags and left shortly after her outburst." Sima says hesitantly eh okay it's not that bad I thought she tried to kill her.

" Manje why unga khulumi nami" Simo asks angry.
"Ndodana yehlisa umoya ukhulume no'mkakho kahle" ubaba says.
"She asked me to not tell you" she says looking down. Simo grabs her by the hand and drags her to their room.
This whole time ntse re shebile biskop!

Its time to leave and the newly weds are still in that room. We pack our bags in the cars and Sima walks to me, she looks yohhh.
"What did he do to you?" I ask laughing
"Don't you have pills for down there I don't wana jumpisah" I laugh even harder.
"I do mara fix your hair neh and wear a bottle neck for those hickeys." I say.
"Shhh manje why ufuna umhlaba wonke uyazi?" I laugh grabbing my bag and handing her the pills the wobbles her way to the kitchen. Haii.

I am in the car with Lwandle and he is driving.
"Ngiyenzeni why ungangi'khulumisi?"
"Angisho auw'funi ngik'bhebhe" he says scoffing.
"Bathong Lwa? We are being celibate akerr" i laugh hard, eyy today is just full of jokes.
"Mxm wena no ba?"
"Thina Mtungwa, ngiyadlala I will give you some tonight." he just scoffs and focuses on the road, okay something is really pissing him off.  The mood turns sour.
"Kanti yini Mtungwa why are you mad kangaka?" I ask looking at him
"I know I did wrong and I could have handled the Omuhle situation better but you don't have to be stingy you are still my wife I can have you whenever wherever!" he says shouting at me.
How dare he speak to me like that
"Wareng?" I ask
"Ungzwile I own you wena!" he gritts out.

I just sit there quietly crying hoping we arrive sooner.

Lwandle

She just sist there quitely. I know I am wrong I don't know what got to me.
A part of me feels like I am still so mad about the Omuhle situation and I am lashing it out on the wrong people.
I put my hand on her thing and she slaps it off.

Remoratile is a calm person, she handles situations in a calm manner or she rather just keep quite about it and cry it off. Whenever you say something wrong she will not react immediately but if you keep on provoking her she will react.

"Baby ngiyaxolisa I didn't mean that"
"You repeated that not once but TWICE!" she says battling tears.
"I am very sorry" I pull up the car in the side of the road and face her.
She opens the door and walks out, crying loudly. I hate myself right now.
"Remo ngiyaxolisa I didn't mean to say that I was just angry."
"SO WENA GE O KWATILE YOU THINK LASHING IT OUT ON YOUR OWN WIFE AND TELLING HER THAT YOU OWN HER IS OKAY?" she screams at me.
"I am sorry"
"You know what's so ironic you are always saying sorry but you continue stabbing me with a knife, YOUR OWN DAMN WIFE LWANDLE!" she falls to the ground crying I just hold her in my arms until she falls asleep, I carry her back into the car and I walk in.
I grab wipes from the compartment and wipe her dried off tears aways and I continue driving.

We arrive at the house and I see everybody else is here, I walk to her side and carry her bridal style to our room, I pull her dress off and tuck her in bed.

"Umyenzeni Lwandle?" Ma asks looking at me disappointed.
"I didn't mean to do it just happened"
"Have you been taking your pills?"
I have bipolar I was diagnosed with it shortly after my my first heartbreak, here is what happened :
I was 19 it was my first year and I met this girl, Vivian, things took off and I really wanted to make her my wife, she had her gold digging tendencies so she had a sugag daddy. She fell pregnant second year and she said is mine, I was so happy I introduced her to the family and everything, turns out the baby is not mine it's the sugar daddy's.
I started using drugs, smoking and drinking uncontrollably. Shortly after that I went crazy and was submitted in the hospital because I was in a six weeks comma, I was diagnosed with dimensia and bipolar. My dimensia quickly recovered while my bipolar went down because I attended therapy often.

"Yes ma" I haven't been to my therapist in a year, it's time I paid her a visit.
"If you she leaves you also better leave my house too and never come back. After the whole Omuhle situation she STAYED FOR YOU! She was THERE FOR YOU! You seem to forget ukuthi she is the one that was there for you before you went back to that black hole YOU were once in because of the same situation! "She says yelling at me.
" Ma I heard enough of the yelling Remo already ripped my ears off "
"Uyenze kahle!"

Ma and Sima cooked so I dished up for her. I take them up to our room and I find her awake.
"Baby may we please talk" she takes the tray and begins eating.
I narrated the whole story of Vivian and how the Omuhle situation brought back old memories. I told her about the bipolar and everything.
When I am at the end she was now crying.

"I am sorry I didn't know you wnet through all that" she says hugging me
"It's okay soo I was planning to consult my old therapist and talk to her about everything that happened"
"Yea that's a good idea" I eat with her and she falls asleep again, I sneak out the room and walk to the kitchen where I find Simo and Sima sucking each others faces.
"Hauwa bafana" they scramble out the room. Now that i am thinking about it, I actually haven't had some in a while!
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LE SKABA MAD AT ME! 😭